Sad Old Country Song - Paul Costa
Written by：Rod McCorma
Not we fought when
When loving to find
And like so many time before
We both set thing
You know you don't mean
But it send me right after the dawn
Next thing I'm driving
Leaving the land so
'Till then out skirt to town
Oh when the radio play that song
I turned around
Crying of the steel guitar
Can make a man think again
It drifts like a memory
Lost in my defence
I guest I just can walk away
From the love we always know
And added to cassete of country song
Bring me back home
Isn't it funny
A little it takes
To turn you back around
A touch over look
A feel of the song
Will offer me a sound
We both know that we come too far
Leave it all behind oh
And again that music see me
Across on that light
Crying of the steel guitar
Can make a man think again
It drifts like a memory
Lost in my defence
I guest I just can walk away
From the love we always know
And added to cassete of country song
Bring me back home
Crying of the steel guitar
Can make a man think again
It drifts like a memory
Lost in my defence
I guest I just can walk away
From the love we always know
And added to cassete of country song
Bring me back home
And added to cassete of country song
Bring me back home
